Saturday, April 15, 2023
Lisa is a dear friend. She nurtures with her courage and desire to understand. In college I remember late night conversations with just her and me asking big questions, wanting to understand ourselves and the world (without drugs as I recall), just Lisa's clear-headed bold questions "how do you measure intelligence?" with our earnest desire to understand and willingness to sit with the questions. In our junior year of Bates I was in Spain when a letter from Lisa arrived. I loved receiving Lisa's hand-written, thoughtful letters so I'd find a park bench to be alone and read them. I remember this particular letter had a new topic, a new person. She'd met a guy, Loriman. She described him like her photos, finding what made this person and her shine from being together and by the end of the letter I was smiling, my heart was beating faster.
Lisa is the ultimate friend. She listens so carefully that she hears what's not being said, and is bold enough to say the things that needs to get asked in order to find the truth. I spoke with Lisa right after my mom died, at 58. I was 27. Lisa said something like, "see how she will grow with you." It took me by surprise but she was the right, that brave comment.
I love Lisa. I'm stunned and devastated. Sending love and thinking of you, Loriman, Loriman, Garrison, Caroline and the family.
